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I don’t even get the words out as every part of me spasms and I scream, everything tingling and throbbing as I tighten around him, bucking and thrashing, pleasure and heat flooding my entire body.

Removing his fingers and mouth, he leans back so he can look up at me properly, wearing the smuggest expression I’ve ever seen as he sucks his fingers into his mouth, not once breaking eye contact.

Oh fuck.

* * *

It’s beendays since the party and every day I learn something new about myself.

A disaster will do that to a person.

The first thing I learned was I’m good at running in heels; I found that one out when I sprinted from Nate’s room. I’ve learned I’m not good at keeping a low profile, even when I’m actively trying to avoid someone. I’ve also learned I’d be a terrible criminal; I’d end up getting caught. I’m too jumpy and paranoid, which is why my instinct is to immediately panic when I wake up to the sound of heavy banging on my bedroom door.

Ryan’s arm tightens around my waist, head burrowing deeper into my neck, his deep groan of annoyance vibrating against my skin. “Make it stop.”

There is only one person in this house who is confident enough to slam their fist against someone else’s door this early in the morning.

“What do you want, Sabrina?”

“Are you two fucking or can I come in?”

Ryan and I didn’t even hook up last night, we watched a movie and fell asleep. We agreed the benefits aspect of our friendship was over now that he’s looking to ask Olivia to be exclusive with him. I don’t feel sad about it because I always knew it’d come to an end. I’m happy I managed to gain a best friend out of what’s been an amazing situation.

Ryan untangles our bodies and rolls onto his back with a huff. “If we were fucking, you just killed the mood.”

“Okay, I’m coming in! Put your dick away, Rothwell.”

Carrying two boxes on her hip, Sabrina bursts through the door and throws herself onto the bed.She shields her eyes dramatically when she gets a look at Ryan’s exposed chest.

He looks at me in disbelief, tugging the duvet up to cover himself. Hooking up or not, I’d have a picture of Ryan’s body as my bedroom wallpaper if I could.Sabrina is ridiculous.

“How is my favorite not-couple this morning?” she asks cheerfully, throwing one of the boxes at me. “We have presents!”

Ryan yawns, ensuring to keep his body covered as he stretches. “Better if you’d woken me up with m’shewsha instead of a headache.”

Brin making breakfast is Ryan’s favorite thing about staying over. Charming, isn’t it?

Sabrina tuts. “Nobody likes a drama queen, Rothwell.”

“Who are the presents from?” I ask, examining my surname on the box in big letters.

“Nate.” She taps away on her phone, the signature video call sound starting. “We have to open them on a video call.”

Video call?“Brin, wai—”

“Good morning,” Robbie says. “You’re beautiful in the morning.”

“She’s got an audience,” I grumble before the phone sex starts.

“So have I,” he says back. Sabrina turns around so her back is to me and Ryan, she holds her phone up and manages to get the three of us in the shot.

Robbie does the same thing, showing he has Nate and JJ on either side of him, eating what looks like cereal. JJ looks up from his bowl to the camera and chokes. Nathan looks up, too, his expression is blank. Robbie ignores him and talks louder over the noise. “Open your presents now.”

“Here, Rothwell,” Brin says, turning back around and leaning to hand Ryan the phone. “Make yourself useful and be the cameraman.”

Finally, after what feels like hours since Brin crashed her way in, I rip the box open. I feel weird opening what is supposed to be a gift from Nathan while sitting in bed with Ryan. I have no reason to feel weird, but I do.

Oh wait, it might be because I’ve been avoiding Nate since he gave me the best head of my life five days ago, and the first time he sees me afterward, I’m in bed with someone else. Maybe that’s it.

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